Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine

Chapter 143: Allisons expression remained unreadable as she asked, So, what evidence do you have? From the moment Marc started speaking, she had seen through his clumsy trap, recognizing his intent to frame her.

As she watched those who eagerly jumped in to slander her, she mentally pieced together their motives, already knowing their backgrounds.

I dont have any solid evidence, Marc stammered, his confidence faltering.

But Ms.

Clarke, youre the most suspicious.

You need to explain yourself, or youll never clear your name.

Marc had expected her to lose her composure, maybe lash out, but instead, Allison met his gaze with calm indifference as if he were beneath her notice.

His chest tightened.

Her composed demeanor, far from rattling her, left him feeling a wave of anger and humiliation.

Anyone accused of theft would usually panic, at least make an effort to defend themselves.

But Allison remained aloof, refusing to dignify his accusation with any urgency.

Her cold, unwavering gaze sent a ripple of discomfort through the room, shaming those standing before her.

She finally countered, And why should I explain myself? Innocent until proven guilty its something everyone learns in school.

Didnt you attend a top university? You should know that basic principle.

Marc clenched his fists, his irritation deepening.

If this sharp-tongued woman hadnt parachuted into the company, their lives would be so much easier! Catching Marcs silent signal, his group began to stir trouble again.

Thats not how it works here, Ms.

Clarke, one said.

are incredibly valuable, and youre

very least, you owe us an

Another chimed in, Exactly.

youre guilty

the logs

have malfunctioned, but the entry and

last one to leave, and

perfumes are expensive, not to

someone… The insinuations were blatant, their voices dripping

grew thick with tension as they

everyone was

of the employees were fed up and began

have you lost your

forget it was

so what if shes an orphan? Shes got more than

to

talking about? You dont have proof, and

others who had worked late alongside Allison voiced their support, tired of Marcs gangs constant

Allison was a fair and

idea that she would

the tide turn, clenched his jaw,

control, he turned his venom on her once more, this time in front of

true nature, though,

like how she tried to

maybe she just Before he could finish

like to

I help you keep quiet? Kellans voice was ice, his eyes

froze, his throat